Hey, thanks. Finally decided there was no point in keeping my sense of aesthetics to myself.
And, it's clear from the number of people who were surprised by my return that I did a horrible job of telling people I was returning. Need to work on that, I think.
But! Good be back, anyway, and good to hear from you. Oh, and, holy crap, congratulations! Speaking of being behind! You've had the best news of anyone I know! --
It's a pointless argument, although I think I am better equipped to make it than most - I have the same problem he does, and it is not simply a matter of being insecure. It's the disconnect between how he imagines himself (or sees himself in the mirror) and how most people manage to capture him on camera. I get where he's coming from, because most people see me differently than how I see myself, it's just that I think I could get past that.
Anyway, I'm working on the hanging out thing. Once I'm not flat broke and staying in someone else's abandoned apartment. --
The problem as I understand it - Chad, rightly, expects that a good photograph will capture the best elements of him, the ones he recognizes and values, the ones that portray him most flatteringly. Most people who photograph him, however, know him, and so have different ideas about his best elements, and also tend to disregard the minor flaws in the photograph, because they recognize his face as him. Therefore they do not analyze a photograph of him for traditional aesthetic elements (i.e. they have no aesthetic distance when looking at a photo of him).
This is not consistently true, certainly not of us his friend group, but probably it applies to the majority of photos taken of him. Happens to me all the time.
And, I don't know what you mean when you say you miss my eye. That's one things you still have. --
I sympathize.bluezybunnyOctober 20 2007, 06:36:06 UTC
I sympathize. In highschool, no one ever wanted to take a picture of me as I was, which is why I have so many pictures of me in suits and ties and all nicely-dressed. People who didn't know me then would look at my pictures today and think I was a preppy-boy. That's not at all how I saw myself, of course, and certainly not the way other people saw me then... but no one wanted to remember me as the reclusive, spiteful cynic, or the happy-go-lucky dark comedian. Just the nice church-going mama's boy who lives down the street. Chad's is a different case, indeed, but I can still sympathize; no one seems to want to remember us for the way we are
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I didn't even know you were back.
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And, it's clear from the number of people who were surprised by my return that I did a horrible job of telling people I was returning. Need to work on that, I think.
But! Good be back, anyway, and good to hear from you. Oh, and, holy crap, congratulations! Speaking of being behind! You've had the best news of anyone I know!
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Another demonstration of him photographing well: "The Call of Jack London" by Rockerbox Gasket.
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Anyway, I'm working on the hanging out thing. Once I'm not flat broke and staying in someone else's abandoned apartment.
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This is not consistently true, certainly not of us his friend group, but probably it applies to the majority of photos taken of him. Happens to me all the time.
And, I don't know what you mean when you say you miss my eye. That's one things you still have.
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